The Time was Right to End It
On August 5th, late evening had arrived when I realized I hadn’t yet posted a blog. It was a very busy day, and that was really the first chance I’d had to even think about writing. I had quite the streak going: I’d posted every single non-holiday weekday since early February. If I don’t get to my computer and post right now, the streak will end, I thought to myself.
My next thought: Ah, who gives a shit?
So I didn’t post. Over that weekend, I spent some time working on an essay for the book. I figured I’d probably get back to blogging the following Monday, but I totally didn’t. It’s like that first time you skip the gym; it gets easier to continue skipping it. Each day I said, “I’ll start again tomorrow”. You know how that goes.
It’s not lack of motivation. Okay, it’s not just lack of motivation. As I’ve mentioned a few times, the mortgage business has been quite slow, and since that’s how bills get paid around here, I’ve had to devote a lot of time and emotional capital to it. When the one thing your entire family depends on for sustenance starts to not produce as much of same, it’s hard to focus on much else.
Plus, Sasha started VPK last week, so there’s even more activity and responsibility in the morning, which is when I usually write.
And, well, as I’ve mentioned five kajillion times, I’m writing a damn book. So whatever time I do find to write really should be appropriated to it.
And finally, I’ve missed over a week of blogging and no one has said shit. Not one email, text, phone call, comment, or complaint. My own wife hadn’t even noticed. I had to tell her. “Oh, hey that’s right! Hey, change Norah’s diaper would you?” I’m not bitching; I know I have some supportive readers out there. I imagine most of you wait for a notification of some sort to read my stuff. Otherwise, you don’t think about it. I don’t blame you, but this is pretty good justification to switch to Substack. Why bother to have a website when I can just email you the content?
Anyway, my diary-type writing ain’t stopping. I won’t promise that it’ll be daily, but I’ll manage to post something at least a few times a week. All the good stuff is going in the book, though.
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I noticed, but figured you were being a lazy slackass. Or your age had caught up to you and you were focused on finding the perfect prune juice.
Lol
IS there a perfect prune juice?
I’m not old enough to need it. Lol
But seriously, that stuff is disgusting!
I noticed also. I just figured it was like the book… I’d wait forever to be able to reread that one story. Maybe on my deathbed.
Seriously, we all get it & understand. The pics last week of the kids were gorgeous.
I think I’m rewriting the whole damn book. I know it’s stupid; I could have it done in a week if I just copy-and-pasted my old stuff into Amazon. But every single time I go to paste an old essay, I re-edit it to the point I might as well re-write it.
kinda figured you were up to your butt in “stuff”
but you were missed.
Mr.P.
Thank you. 🙂
I patiently checked my email daily just to read your blog. I was terribly concerned that you were once again on your deathbed, stuck in jail (please don’t rob a bank), or just sitting on your ass enjoying a strong cup of coffee…btw, my bf refers to me as the “Queen of Conspiracy Theories,” so I have plenty of other synarious I envision you in!
Honestly, I know how hard it is to be in the real estate business right now. And I know that you are doing everything in your power to make sure your family is taken care of. Spend your time getting that book written, this avid reader will be patiently waiting to buy a copy!
Thanks, Jen. That means a lot to me. But no promises on the ‘don’t rob a bank” thing.